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Here's to the one with the smokin' stare

Runnin' through my head with a bolo knife

Choppin' up the threads, made up from looms

Of love and blood and hate, and some empty tunes

Eyes killer cold, and black and bare

Freaky little tooth hangin' solo

Suckin' at the walls like a rolo, now

Makin' a cocoon when my brain fits

I wanna go back, I wanna go back

I wanna go back with a club and attack

I wanna take to my guns and break you

I gotta make my little foe take his own

I wanna go back, I wanna go back

I wanna go back with a club and attack

I wanna take to my guns and break you

I gotta make my little foe take his own

I'm overgrown with a yellow mold

Just fizzin' drones in a hollow dome

My funny nose drippin' little groans

I'm so, so cold in the marrow of my bones

I look at you, as you take a snooze

Your skinny lips drippin' rabid goo

I lift your chin, and I grin at you

As you come to, man, I'm runnin' 'round your head with a bolo knife

I'm gonna go back, I'm gonna go back

I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask

I was in full bloom, until I met you

I'm gonna shake my feathers, I'm breakin' loose

I'm gonna go back, I'm gonna go back

I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask

I was in full bloom, until I met you

I'm gonna shake my feathers, I'm breakin' loose

I'm gonna go back, I'm gonna go back

I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask

I was in full bloom, until I met you

I'm gonna shake my feathers, I'm breakin' loose